Today I walked past the Ecuadorian embassy and noticed a surprisingly heavy police presence for such a quiet, well-to-do street. One policeman stood on the steps of the building, another around the corner, and a police van was parked across the road. Then I saw a small group of people holding a flag, written on which were the words ‘FREE ASSANGE’. With a jolt, I remembered that Julian Assange has been under a kind of house arrest in this building for the past seven months.
The story has largely disappeared from UK news, but a handful of people make sure that there is a constant reminder and witness to the political stalemate taking place on this quiet, cold London street. It reminded me that even the act of standing, watching and waiting can be a powerful form of activism.